I've heard it said the trickIs to set your watch when you hit the planeThat way you can trickThe workings of a tired brainBut sometimes I feel sickSometimes I just feel so drainedAnd cut down to the quickLonging for that voice againOn the phoneYou always ask if I'm OKBut it's not the same as being happy

I travelling 40, 000 miles last yearAnd I'm working on the same againI fell for 15 different girlsAnd nearly lost all of my friendsWell I am jet set, jet lag, jadedYou're always 16 hours aheadQuietly reminding me how I used to be

Airports make me sadI'm sure they shouldn't all be the sameBut they're just landing padsBoring tourist shopping chainsI remember times we hadDrinking while we wait for your planeFeeling kinda badWondering which one of us has changedCos we used to be slickSubtle young hips, romantic young kissable lipsUnbearably sharp, unbreakable heartWith wide eyes and faithThat life could never pull apart if we were OKBut distance kills the best of intentionsAnd never intended it to be this way

I travelling 40, 000 miles last yearAnd I'm working on the same againI fell for 15 different girlsAnd nearly lost all of my friendsOh I am jet set, jet lag, jadedYou're always 16 hours aheadQuietly reminding me how I used to beI'm trying to remember how I used to beUsed to be slick